Slang
I don't "feel some kind of way" about never being up to date on slanguage. I never knew what that meant. So, I "feel good" not saying that phrase. This is a phenomena that I recognized in middle school. I've always been a step or two behind on speaking hip & current. Back then I cared. But as the days go by, not so much.
Secular Music
How to find me at a supper club? I'm the unenthusiastic patron looking at everyone enjoy a cover of Lenny Williams' "Cause I Love You". I dislike that stalker-like, whiny song. How to find me at a current lounge or night club?
I'm the one doing (and attempting) all the line dances, backing her thang up, & recreating the BBD video of Poison on the dance floor. You can also find me sitting down when Panda is played but singing along with Childish Gambino's Redbone. I am very particular about my music. If I don't understand or like it, I won't fake it. And it is something I've known for decades too. I own very few songs by Beyonce. But I might actually have the complete works of Lalah Hathaway. I like her better. Don't understand why she's so underrated. And Beyhive before you buzz by, go listen to all of Lalah before you turn your stingers on.
Soul Food.
Because of I hear "What do you mean you don't eat _____" so much, let me list the soul food items I do eat
- Fried Chicken
- Smothered Chicken
- Chicken Fried Steak
- Oven-Cue Ribs(but only at home)
- Baked Catfish
- Grilled Catfish
- Cabbage
- Turnip Greens
- Mustard Greens
- Red Beans & Rice
- Black Eye Peas
- Gumbo
- Okra Stew
- Hushpuppies
- Apple Cobbler
- Cherry Cobbler
- Mixed Berry Cobbler
- Sweet Potato Pie
Nothing grinds my nerves like people acting like there is something wrong with me, because of the food I don't eat. I avoid all fish frys because somebody has to bring up my choice of eating side dishes only. I'll eat my baked or grilled catfish at home, in peace. We ate a lot of fried catfish, cornbread & lima beans growing up. I am burned out. Then stuff like pig feet, grits, & collard greens, I just don't like. And I can't explain why sweet potatoes taste better as a pie than a side dish. That's my quirk. We all have those.
That's why I don't understand why my black experience is questioned by another black experience. We all have our own. Leave my card along. It's mine!!! Threaten it but you can't take it.
Leave yours in the comments below!!!
As Always Talking to You in Adult Terms






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